The List

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I did not make a list this year. I changed the channel and gazed.
Every year I do this, I make a list and wait as I watch the parade go by.
I sit and I write one line at a time but come next year, it goes the way of a smog; it evaporates. So, I changed the tune of a careless whisper.
I sat, perplexed, looking at the empty space in between the keyboard and thought it was a note, did the Macarena and voila, the light switch was back on!

©️ Angela Aguiar

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